Fragile Heart
How fragile my heart has become
More delicate than a dried rose
Transparent as rice paper
Colder then the purple hues
that spill over the dieing dusk
And in the silence of the the night
My fragile heart shatters
6 April 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Written as simple observations and to beautiful effect. It would be far easier to ramble on unnecessarily. This is the kind of poem that to some might seem common, but it is in fact rare.